I run towards the closed door. As I reach the knob, I'm met with pain and wetness on the back of my head. I try to get up but a cloth is put over my mouth and like a moron I breathe in. My head growing foggy... My eyes growing heavy. My last thought: this house was my house of horror...
Then my eyes fall closed.
And I'm met by darkness...
***Christina's Prospective***
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I battle against my heavy eyelids but finally I manage to open them. I look around the room, confused. Did I forget to turn on the lights? I groan as a dull pain starts throbbing at the back of my head. I try to sit up but instead I fall back down, dizzy. I try to get a good look of my surroundings but all I s
